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List 5 reasons why you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are! Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the meme.

1. My ultimate "I'm dorkier than you" qualifier that I use whenever this topic happens to come up in coversation (which is surprisingly often) is that I was voted 'most unique' in my high school. Out of 126 people (which, alright, is actually a very small graduating class), including several who talked to themselves in public, two who were dating fifty-year-old married men, and one who stole old band uniforms from the basement (my school hadn't had a band in decades) and wore them to class, I was 'most unique'. As my best friend at the time told me when I tried to laugh it off, "It isn't funny. It means they think you're weird."

I hate everyone I went to high school with so very much. But I did get an extra picture in the yearbook for it.

2. Speaking of high school, I drove my junior year religion teacher (I went to a private Catholic school) into giving up on my class halfway through the year. We watched movies every day for the next five months. That woman must have hated me passionately. I'm sure the last thing any religion teacher wants in their class is a pissy, self-righteous, teenage atheist who's been in Catholic school for fourteen years and can quote chapter and verse better than most priests. I feel that getting into daily debates about obscure points of Catholic theology, practice and history and proving the teacher wrong most definitely qualifies me for dorkdom.

The other people in my class appreciated it when she finally gave up on me, though. Erin Brockovich was so much more entertaining than Pontius Pilate.

3. I have Titanic on DVD. I know, I know, I'm so ashamed of myself. But... tragic! historical! love story! I cannot resist.

4. I own so, so many books. When I started college three years ago, I did a thorough cleaning of my room, and ended up donating multiple large trash-bags entirely full of books to charity. That cleared up just about enough space that I no longer had to stack books on the floor, but could fit them all on my bookcases (of which I owned four at the time). Currently, I have five bookcases- all completely full- as well as two waist-high piles and one knee-high pile on the floor. The piles are divided into "read", "not yet read", and "manga" (which is the shorter one). I saw one of my aunts this afternoon, and she happened to ask me how I knew what books I wanted to read. I contemplated this for a few moments before making up some polite answer ('recommendations and review columns', I think I said), but really, for me the question is more like "how do you convince yourself that Barnes&Nobles does not need all the cash you're currently carrying, because for the love of God, that "not yet read" pile is going to be taller than you".

5. I don't have a driver's license. I'm 21, and I do not know how to drive. Well, I know enough that if there were some terrible emergency and I had to drive, I wouldn't crash, but there's no way I could pass the test. I'm not afraid of it, I'm just lazy and not particularly motivated to learn because I'm holding out hope that I will spend the majority of my life in major metropolitan areas where it's not a necessary skill.

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